tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5556512955091936745.post1661881570387498367..comments2019-08-27T08:36:51.956-07:00Comments on Pictures, Poetry &amp; Prose: Inner WomanLaura Jaynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16277887372939757081noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5556512955091936745.post-46862155641719511012009-03-27T08:37:00.000-07:002009-03-27T08:37:00.000-07:00Just a final comment/observation after reading all...Just a final comment/observation after reading all of the finished posts...Laura Jayne...This particular writing prompt has drawn out the most personal, introspective writing I have seen on your site thus far. I feel honored to having had the chance to read the insights and appreciate the honest truths expressed here today.<BR/><BR/>DanDan Felsteadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04917775645881312007noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5556512955091936745.post-81983180315358880892009-03-27T04:16:00.000-07:002009-03-27T04:16:00.000-07:00Many of the expressions above could have been pour...Many of the expressions above could have been poured from my heart, as well. I think that we share common nature within, don't you? The individual lives we lead cannot change the strength, hope, freedom, and love that we hold within each of us :o)Simply Heatherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04693495698843336789noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5556512955091936745.post-64473639936619076902009-03-27T04:14:00.000-07:002009-03-27T04:14:00.000-07:00My Inner WomanWaiting, hoping, wishing for the day...My Inner Woman<BR/><BR/>Waiting, hoping, wishing for the day to come; I longed for the gift well known to women. I was thirteen when I experienced the first expression of my inner woman. Learning who I was, on the inside did not come with the gift; it came with time.<BR/><BR/>Pain, agony, unsure of myself; I struggled to push him out. I was twenty-six when I experienced the second expression of my inner woman. Becoming a mother brought an overwhelming feeling of love and completion to my life.<BR/><BR/>Surrender, trusting, hope; I had no other choice. I was thirty when I experienced the third expression of my inner woman. With each child, I’d fear for their lives without me; a mother giving her children back to God.<BR/><BR/>Watching, wondering, waiting; I could do no more than this. I was thirty-three when I experienced the fourth expression of my inner woman. The daughter I was wouldn’t allow for me to force my mother to take care of herself.<BR/><BR/>Understanding, praying, loving; I lived to bring joy to my mother’s heart. I was thirty-six when I experienced the fifth expression of my inner woman. Knowing her life on this earth would soon come to an end.<BR/><BR/>Releasing, growing, alone; I became a motherless daughter. Still, at thirty-six and experiencing more of the expressions of my inner woman. I am on a new journey of discovering myself.<BR/><BR/>Joyful, thoughtful, thankful; I find the days full of emotion. I am now, thirty-seven as I experience the expressions of truth in my inner woman. This is a place where I am finally able to believe in myself.<BR/><BR/>~ This is only the beginning of MY Inner Woman :o)Simply Heatherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04693495698843336789noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5556512955091936745.post-37851020313386516082009-03-26T08:36:00.000-07:002009-03-26T08:36:00.000-07:00THE INNER MEMy inner woman has done got up and gon...THE INNER ME<BR/><BR/>My inner woman has done got up and gone<BR/>She tripped and ran fast as she could<BR/>Not a word, a poem, or even a little song<BR/>She only did what she thought she should<BR/><BR/>My inner me is buried deep<BR/>Afraid to come out or even to see<BR/>She has so many ideas she would love to keep<BR/>But she's afraid of life and the collective we<BR/><BR/>My inner self is bruised and torn<BR/>Grief stricken and fragile, threatening to break<BR/>But it's time to move on and no more to mourn<BR/>Even if my actions feel like a fake<BR/><BR/>My inner drive must suck it up<BR/>Stop wallowing in pain, start enjoying my life<BR/>Quit dragging my ass through the layers of muck<BR/>Cut this pain away with the blade of my knife<BR/><BR/>My inner id is a beautiful thing<BR/>When I allow her a chance to breathe<BR/>She is filled with life, almost bursting to sing<BR/>I think she'll stick around if I only believeBobbihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15334812243182354729noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5556512955091936745.post-29020580548951984792009-03-25T16:02:00.000-07:002009-03-25T16:02:00.000-07:00Coming of Age1957If someone says God what do youse...Coming of Age<BR/><BR/>1957<BR/>If someone says God what do you<BR/>see? Freeze-frame the picture<BR/>in the aperture of your mind:<BR/>make note of race and gender.<BR/><BR/>1963<BR/>You are female and alone. it is<BR/>dark. Behind you come fast foot-<BR/>steps that were not there before.<BR/>Yell, "Fire!" Someone might listen.<BR/><BR/>1971<BR/>Inside you something grows. Unbidden,/it rearranges your organs to make room,/drains your energy, has cells that multiply/at will. What are your choices?<BR/><BR/>1974<BR/>Child on one hip, you carry a briefcase/with homework from school, a grocer list/from home and a note from the boss telling/ you to train the newly hired MBA<BR/><BR/>1983<BR/>There is no such thing as marital rape and/there is no place to hide when a husband holds/all the keys. Surely you have done some-/thing to deserve it. Or maybe you just like pain.<BR/><BR/>1989<BR/>Chant: stones into steps not stumbling/blocks: graduate after 15years; start/your own business; find yourself, by all/standards of measurement, successful.<BR/><BR/>1997<BR/>If someone says god what do you<BR/>see? Freeze frame the picture<BR/>in the aperture of your mind:<BR/>make note of race and gender.<BR/><BR/>Tomorrow<BR/>You are female and alone. It is<BR/>dark. Behind you come fast foot-<BR/>steps that were not there before.<BR/>Yell, "Fire!" Someone might listen.<BR/><BR/>Thanks for using "Retro." She's one of my favorite (sold) pieces and the only one I ever did entirely in bright acrylic.tammy vitalehttp://www.tammyvitale.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5556512955091936745.post-8947475248682776332009-03-25T13:36:00.000-07:002009-03-25T13:36:00.000-07:00Inside her, aNaturalNurturerEager for love, butRec...Inside her, a<BR/>Natural<BR/>Nurturer<BR/>Eager for love, but<BR/>Receiving less, a<BR/><BR/>Willing soul<BR/>Offering everything and<BR/>More to<BR/>A<BR/>Nameless ManDanihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05725881252851352861noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5556512955091936745.post-49941131507758145962009-03-25T12:33:00.000-07:002009-03-25T12:33:00.000-07:00There is much praise to be sungFor the inner woman...There is much praise to be sung<BR/>For the inner woman sweet<BR/>Accolades roll off of my tongue<BR/>As rain runs down a street.<BR/><BR/>“Thank you!”s should be said each day<BR/>Offered to deity of your choice.<BR/>It matters not to whom you pray,<BR/>As long as it’s for her you hoist.<BR/><BR/>For the inner woman’s design <BR/>Complete with all it’s shortcomings<BR/>Is the topic of many a minds’<BR/>debate as to the reason for her coming.<BR/><BR/>But that which by her is most desired,<BR/>The truth known by every sinner<BR/>Is the way she is naturally hardwired,<BR/>so that the inner woman wants us in her!<BR/><BR/>By stu pidasso<BR/>25march2009Stu Pidassohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14229620467151429952noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5556512955091936745.post-4980759820224270922009-03-25T11:28:00.000-07:002009-03-25T11:28:00.000-07:00She was beaten downwings clippeddreams shorn.she h...She was beaten down<BR/>wings clipped<BR/>dreams shorn.<BR/>she had given up<BR/>no heart<BR/>forlorn.<BR/><BR/>Push the feelings down<BR/>no time<BR/>to mourn.<BR/>She rises up<BR/>secure<BR/>reborn.Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03328691580785521951noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5556512955091936745.post-14696203158904119032009-03-25T10:03:00.000-07:002009-03-25T10:03:00.000-07:00Inner womanShe groans with the weight of the world...Inner woman<BR/>She groans with the weight of the world<BR/>Inside her heart<BR/>She carries the burdens of many<BR/>Watching in silence<BR/>Pleading with her eyes<BR/>For hope of restoration<BR/>She inspires the mouth<BR/>To speak loving words<BR/>Even in times of darkness<BR/>She stirs the hands<BR/>To acts of kindness<BR/>In spite of the surrounding frustrations<BR/>She is muse to the soul<BR/>Creating beauty wherever she dwells<BR/>She is redemption's force<BR/>Clothed in mystery she sings<BR/>Of a better worldMy Journey to Hopehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08044277320767388388noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5556512955091936745.post-87614181437858284522009-03-25T08:22:00.000-07:002009-03-25T08:22:00.000-07:00My inner woman breathes with the wind. She wakens...My inner woman breathes with the wind. She wakens when her heart moves for the other. She responds when a comforting word or gesture would heal a fresh wound. She connects with the pain and frustration of other women. She has a spirit that soars over the horizon. My inner woman will find her voice to sing.septembermomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01570525910483384484noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5556512955091936745.post-33913340319107004412009-03-25T07:14:00.000-07:002009-03-25T07:14:00.000-07:00The sculpture captures both the blue introspective...The sculpture captures both the blue introspective side and the red emotional side of a woman...both very complimentary to the man's logical and somewhat unemotional approach to life. I see the starburst reaching out in all directions...the burden of today's woman...having to be all things to all people...mother, breadwinner, accountant, counselor and lover. Very insightful sculpture.<BR/><BR/>DanDan Felsteadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04917775645881312007noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5556512955091936745.post-77857729062417545682009-03-25T05:02:00.000-07:002009-03-25T05:02:00.000-07:00Inner WomanHas a stronger spirit than she knowsunl...Inner Woman<BR/><BR/>Has a stronger spirit than she knows<BR/>unless you have tapped into her<BR/><BR/>Inner Woman<BR/>unlike trends is steadfast and lasts<BR/><BR/>Inner Woman<BR/>is a friend not a foe<BR/><BR/>When you need her, all you need to do<BR/>is summon the courage<BR/><BR/>And she appears<BR/>Inner Woman<BR/><BR/>I have her inside me<BR/>Do you?cagrowngirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08896186866172384502noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5556512955091936745.post-82221531901822835652009-03-25T02:07:00.000-07:002009-03-25T02:07:00.000-07:00Hello! Please visit my new site where I post short...Hello! Please visit my new site where I post short story fictions. I have started writing stories just recently for this blog, but still I hope you will like the entries there. Thank you!<BR/><BR/>You may <A HREF="http://bookofsalamat.blogspot.com" REL="nofollow">click here</A> to visit my blog. Thanks!<BR/><BR/>I posted it wrong the last time, so the link did not work. But this one does.droLhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14879686977768447515noreply@blogger.com